Author's note: Until I can get a proper storyline going, I'll just be going in blind-mode and see what happens
"Poor Barry...and all my friends." She sniffed "At least I still have a mushroom" she says as she takes out a red mushroom from her pocket.
The two pirates exchanged a confused glance and both just gave a shrug while shaking their heads. The dinosaur then scuttles up to the crow's nest where his post was. Zoey looks up to see a green tail hanging from the lookout post.
"Does he stay up there all day?"
The pirate shrugged "Not all day, he comes down for meals and helps me plot courses and stuff."
On hearing the word "food" a loud rumble from the girl's stomach was heard. "Yeah..um..could I beg some food from you or something? I'm starving."
"Sure I guess..why not, I owe you." The pirate led the way down to the galley. Zoey followed as her blue eyes darted from one object to another taking in everything about the Enderbane.
Rythian opened the door the galley and immediately regretted about postponing the cleaning of the galley, everything was in total disorder, a mountain of unwashed, dirty plates were on the sink, the floor was a complete mess, there was still plates on the table with leftovers from previous meals and the pantry doors were slightly open with its contents spilled on the ground.
"Oh my heavens!" Zoey blinks. "This place is a total mess!"
Embarrassed, Rythian turns his back and rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah...it's pretty bad, we were going to clean it but we go- wait your ship was a total mess when we got aboard!" He says as he turns back to Zoey.
She turns to Rythian, "That was no mess, that was organized chaos!" Scoffing, she enters the galley, "You have no appreciation for aesth-aesthet-interior design...yeah interior design!"
The pirate followed her, resisting the urge to chuckle. Digging through one of the cabinets, he takes out a dried piece of jerky and offers it to his guest.
"Um...do you have any vegetarian options?" Her nose wrinkles. "I'm not into dead animal flesh."
"What?" Rythian was surprised. "Meat is yummy!" Then in a low voice, "And no..eh..we don't really have any vegetables on board."
"Fine," She snatch the piece of jerky from his hand and bites it with an expression of distaste, "Ew this is gross"
"Well, beggars can't be choosers," Rythian advised. "Come on, I'll take you on a tour of the ship."
Leaving the galley, he lead Zoey up to the deck and into the cabin. "This is where I sleep, it's not much but I'll add more stuff late to make it homier." Inside was sparse, there was a hammock for sleeping, a desk for writing, and a shelf that had been packed with scrolls and spells that has been tipped over. The desk had a half rolled map on it and a tipped ink bottle that had been spilling on the floor. Rythian righted the shelf, grumbling about the mess that Barry the Second had brought upon his ship.
Having the cabin tidies up slightly, the pair ventured back to the deck, where Rythian gestured to the crow's nest. "Tee sleeps up there too, by the way, he like sleeping high up."
"But you're already high up," She motions with her hand, "We're flying after all."
"Well higher then."
A sudden tailwind unfurled the flag on the mainmast, and her eyes narrowed as the sun shone on her while she looked up. "That's a scary flag you have, isn't it? Oh are those eyes?"
"Yeah."
"And your flag is black, only pirate ships have black flags. Are both of you pirates, Rythian??" She turns to him.
